Duanqi Dragon's destiny: Blazing Goshawk's destiny: one purple, two gold, three red, one green flame enters the destiny (lavender), boxing master (dark gold), the entrance is wide open (light gold), surly temperament (dark gold)
red), six door gods arresting (light red), jealousy of talents (light red), good fortune (light green), what comes to mind is the fate of Duan Qilong.
Facing the resentment and murderous intentions of the masters of the six sects, and the frustration and anger of Duan Qilong, Yang Yu looked calm.
Both are violent organizations, but there is a big difference between the Six Gates and the Jinyiwei armies. The former is closer to the martial arts warriors and has a strong martial arts ethos.
So much so that even a person like Duan Qilong would say "deceit" unwillingly when faced with defeat.
But for Yang Yu, whose martial arts skills were honed in a flesh-and-blood battlefield like the fantasy land of Liuji Mountain, all means are aimed at killing the enemy...
In a battlefield of flesh and blood, no one cares whether you use fists, feet, swords, or crossbows and stones. The best method is to defeat the enemy.
"Whether it's supernatural power or martial arts, what's the fundamental difference? A swordsman uses a knife, a swordsman uses a sword, and a boxer uses fists. What's the difference between deception and not?"
Lin Daoren walked closer, looked at the hunter who had been chasing him for more than half a year, and said in a calm voice:
"If you lose, you lose."
"Supernatural power..."
In the pool of blood, Shuanqilong's tendons were all broken, and he could hardly stand up. When he heard Yang Yu's words, he first shuddered, and then fell silent:
"You win..."
As soon as these three words came out of his mouth, Duan Qilong's breath suddenly dropped. He regained his composure, and the resentment in his voice disappeared, leaving only a touch of unwillingness:
"You will be ranked among the highest rankings even if you are not yet young. In the hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, there are only ten people who can compare with you. But if you don't have a king or father, you are going to die."
When he said this, he suddenly raised his head, his dim eyes became intense, and after a moment, he returned to silence:
"You and I will meet again underground eventually!"
As the words echoed, Duan Qilong took the initiative to extinguish the burning mountain fire, and his breath died amidst the sad and angry shouts.
Yang Yu watched quietly, letting him cut off his breath and giving him the last bit of dignity.
Although they were enemies, he had to admit that Duan Qilong's boxing skills were the first one he had ever fought against in this world, and his divine boxing was already at a high level.
But even if he doesn't use the Mustard Seed Space, he may not be his opponent. However, with the three great gods in the queue and the seven-star life-threatening formation on his side, he can only and must fight quickly.
Otherwise, once he gets into a fierce battle, he will be the one who gets killed.
"Brother Duan!"
Fang Yulong's expression was filled with grief and anger, and the blade on his sword was surging. If he didn't take care of the subordinates around him, he would be violent.
"This is…
Yang Yu's eyes were filled with surprise.
As Duan Qilong's aura was cut off, his destiny gradually dispersed, but before the purple-gold evil-swallowing treasure gourd was activated, the mist actually gathered on its own initiative.
In a way that he couldn't understand at the moment, they gathered and intertwined, and in the mist, there was actually Duan Qilong's dazed, illusory and astonished face.
People die as ghosts?!
Yang Yu's pupils shrank violently. For the first time, he saw ghosts in the real world, instead of people dying like lamps extinguishing.
The imminent urgency of the impending change once again made his heart throb uncontrollably.
"Such a strong will to martial arts, you really have the qualifications of a martial saint."
There was a sigh in the old voice, and the old man of truth walked forward slowly, looking at the condensed and dispersed mist and soul, surprised but also regretful:
"It's a pity, it's a pity...
call!
The cold wind blew, and the mist gathered by Duan Qilong's soul was blown away, and the last trace disappeared between heaven and earth.
"Heaven and earth will never be restored again..."
This thought came to Yang Yu's mind.
Duan Qilong's willpower is far stronger than that of ordinary people, which may make the world that exists for a short time after death still have changed.
Unfortunately, the real big change has yet to come...
"Brother Duan!"
Han Fengfu's face was filled with grief and anger, and his breath was fluctuating violently.
"The sky changes...
Just when a group of masters from the Six Sects were filled with grief and anger, and the two great masters were about to fight for their lives, Yang Yu spoke, which was beyond everyone's expectations:
"You guys go.
"Um?!"
Astonishment flashed across Han Fengfu's face, and Fang Yulong became more decisive. Without a word, he picked up Duan Qilong's Qi Jue body and turned around to leave.
A group of masters from the six sects also woke up and helped each other to leave.
put.……
Zhao Kun was just about to say, "Let the tiger return to the mountain, there will be endless troubles." He heard a rapid eagle cry, mixed with the barking of dogs.
He suddenly raised his head and followed the line of sight of several people, and saw a white crane hovering on the distant mountain with its wings spread, and an old Taoist man with white and black hair could be vaguely seen on it.
Taoist Yunni...
Yang Yu's eyes were slightly focused, and the aura that was contained but not released in the distance was like a dark cloud covering the sky. Just by smelling it, a shadow inevitably appeared in his heart.
"Yunni..."
The old man of truth also looked into the distance, his expression calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Phew!
The big white crane flutters its wings and sings, facing the goshawk in the distance.
On the back of the crane, Taoist Yunni sighed slightly:
"The sky is about to change..."
"Brother Duan, it's a good trip."
Zhao Xuanyi bowed slightly and looked at his teacher again: "You shouldn't sit back and watch."
"The general died in a hundred battles, and his body was returned wrapped in horse leather. Duan Qilong's life should be like this, who can save him?"
Taoist Yunni looked calm and his eyes were deep:
"Even if I take action, it won't work."
"It's that old man..."
Zhao Xuan looked slightly tense.
Yun Ni waved his hand, and the white crane turned and flew towards the sky. During this period, Taoist Yun Ni's voice echoed: "That is someone who can sit down and discuss Taoism with Prince Zhao..."
At the end of the day, scattered light fell across the plain, and the smoke and dust after the war were still blown up by the wind.
"Duan Qilong's martial arts skills are ranked first among the six great catchers of gods. Together with Ying Baimei, they are the most promising people to become the next catchers of gods...
The backs of everyone in the six gates gradually disappeared. Lin Daoren turned around and looked at the young man in Xuanyi: "You don't have to kill him."
Looking at the young man in front of him, Lin Daoren also had waves in his heart.
He has seen too many young geniuses in his life, and the person in front of him still surprised him. No matter what method he used, he was able to kill Duan Qilong.
It all means that his martial arts skills are already approaching his own.
But what frightened him was not his force, but his progress...
"My killing him has nothing to do with you."
Glancing at the purple gold gourd shaking and rolling in the Cauldron of Gluttony, Yang Yu gathered his thoughts. Naturally, he didn't have a good impression of Taoist Lin.
His coming here has nothing to do with it, and killing Qi Long has nothing to do with it either.
"oh?"
Lin Daoren raised his eyebrows: "That is?"
"Punch away with one punch, lest hundreds of punches come your way."
Yang Yu calmed down and responded.
After learning the great millstone of yin and yang, integrating blood and qi into one, his internal refining method "Old Mother Wants You to Conquer Qi Lu" becomes more and more magical. Perhaps it is the combination of the mind's eye and Tongyou, or it may be due to other reasons.
He vaguely had some foresight that only a martial saint could master. In the words of people in the martial arts world, it was like a cicada awakening before the autumn wind moves.
The reason why he rejected Emperor Qianheng with the most arrogant attitude was not only unwilling to join forces with him, but also because he sensed extremely strong malice and crisis.
The same goes for killing Qi Long.
He didn't know how the coming pursuit would come, but he could only avoid a group attack by counterattacking with the most decisive attitude.
The news of Duan Qilong's death, who was hidden as the leader of the six great gods, is enough to scare most people.
"Punch away with one punch, lest hundreds of punches come..."
Taoist Lin chewed on these words and nodded involuntarily. Thinking back to the experiences of Yulong Temple in the past few years, he suddenly felt the same.
If he had been more ruthless back then, perhaps his disciples would not have suffered such a brutal attack...
"Brother Yang..."
At this time, Qin Si came closer. After a moment of feeling, her heart suddenly fell to the ground: "That jade pendant?"
"Thanks to that jade pendant, otherwise, both Duan Qilong and Duan Qilong would have suffered losses."
Only then did Yang Yu have a smile on his face.
Qin Si's magical power has no offensive or defensive abilities, but at some point, it is more useful than any other magical power.
Without that jade pendant, he might not have dared to cut off Qilong's fist.
It's too dangerous. Duan Qilong wanted to leave, but you shouldn't have stopped him."
Qin Si complained a little, but she thought happily in her heart that with today's help and saving her life, her uncle had no reason to force her anymore.
"Is it my little friend who got that old skin?"
Before the young couple could say a few more words, the old man Zhenyan also came closer. The old man's aura was very weak, but his eyes were very bright.
"I've seen the Taoist Master of Truth."
Yang Yu bowed his hands in greeting and replied: "Yes, that human skin scroll is indeed mine. The earth-shaking divine seed on it, as well as the indestructible golden body, are also mine."
He answered very calmly and was very grateful.
To this day, he has obtained countless ingredients, but the most important one can still be regarded as human skin rolls.
Not to mention the "Earth-Shaking God Seed", the illusion of Liuji Mountain also benefited him immensely.
Without this human skin scroll, he would have lost not only one magical power, but also one magical skill. Without the countless bloody battles in the illusion of Liuji Mountain, his martial arts would be far from what it is now.
"Immortal golden body?"
Lin Daoren's eyelids twitched and his expression suddenly darkened.
"Old Seven!"
The old man of truth glanced at his beloved disciple and said, "Master, I'm hungry. Go get some food!" "Yes."
Taoist Lin almost choked, but he did not dare to disobey the teacher, so he turned around and stayed away.
"In order to hide it from that temptress, I hid it very deep. It's really amazing that you can find something strange."
Mantras soothe the spirit.
But his body was really tired, so he found a clean turf nearby to sit down, and then he invited several people to sit over him.
Temptress!
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly.
Before he could ask, Zhao Kun had already spoken and repeated the words of his previous ancestor. Qin Si added on the side, nodding from time to time.
"In Dayan Mountain...she is still alive..."
Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat.
On the other end, the expression on the old man's face became strange:
"Could it be that the internal refining method you learned is..."